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Chapter Forty Three

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last update Last Updated: 2025-01-24 21:25:02

Emma’s POV

The next morning dawned earlier than I wanted it to. The pale rays of sunlight streamed through the curtains, lighting up Jeff’s house with an unnatural stillness.

It felt odd knowing that today was the day my parents, Marianne and Greg, would meet my twins for the first time, the thought alone made my chest tighten.

I sighed, rolling out of bed and tiptoeing to the twins’ room. Jason and Anna were still fast asleep, their little faces peaceful as they clung to their stuffed animals.

I lingered at the doorway, my heart aching at the thought of them having to face a situation they wouldn’t fully understand.

By the time they woke up, I was already halfway through breakfast prep. The smell of scrambled eggs and toast wafted through the air when I heard the sound of tiny feet padding against the floor.

“Mommy.” Anna's sleepy voice called out, followed by Jason's, “Morning, Mommy!”

“Good morning, my loves,” I greeted them with a warm smile, kneeling to scoop both of them into a
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